Attack On Titan Marco Bodt Novels & Stories

Marco’s figure flickered, and he appeared at the center of the cage which was spacious enough for a battle. “Hmph.” “Heh.” “That brat...” The other elders could not help but sneer. In their eyes, Johan was bound to lose. Andrius patted the evil dragon’s head, indicating it to move aside, and faced Marco. Whoosh... Marco stood firmly in place, his robes fluttering without any wind, exuding the demeanor of a master.

The other wore a long scar from jaw to collarbone. “You made this easy,” Marco said. “Brave is just another word for predictable.” “Tell me why he loves you,” he said. “Tell me why he keeps bleeding for a woman who burns his house to feel warm.” I looked away, ignoring him. Marco flicked the knife against Tony’s rope. Not a cut. Just a sound. Tony did not flinch. Marco nodded to the tattooed man. The punch that followed drove breath from Tony’s lungs. He coughed, and a red mist dotted his shirt.

The man’s face seemed to stare back at him. Titan didn’t hesitate speaking. “Where did you get that?” he asked suddenly. Marco blinked, caught off guard. “This? Someone sent it to me. Asked if I knew the man. I don’t.” He shrugged lightly. “Do you?” Titan’s face turned serious. His eyes didn’t move from the screen. After a pause, he lifted his gaze to Marco. “Let me borrow your phone. Just for a minute.” Marco hesitated, then slid the phone across the desk. “No problem.”

The burden was heavy. * * * Marco left the sit room the moment the mutineers cleared the coast. He summoned a Trooper II, climbed onto the cyborg's back, and strapped himself in. The helmet jack entered a panel provided for that purpose. "Take me to the landing Zone located near Boi Vawa. Condition five, assault speed". The cyborg said, "Sir. Yes, sir", and started to jog. Marco could remember when the sideways, up and down motion had made him nauseous, but that was a long time ago, in what seemed like a different lifetime.

It was as if we had been waiting for this exact moment, as if something in us had always known we'd end up shoulder to shoulder, cutting down the same enemies with the same recklessness. And it was fucking awesome. Marco swung a knife at Adrian, the blade flashing under the weak light, but Adrian blocked it with the butt of the shotgun and slammed him back against the wall with a grunt that sounded like half pain and half rage. I was already moving toward him, my katana slashing wildly like I was Kamado Tanjiro and I caught Marco's ear as he tried to duck away, the blade slicing clean through before I even realized what had happened. His howl was like a furious animal, like the sound of a ma

Wanting to see to the extent that the girl's eyes could endure the temptation of showing her darrel's grave, although Bella would never have been able to meet him even if only by a mountain of dirt. Yes, Marco was indeed a ruthless man with no compassion at all. It is evident with the body of an AD darrel that vanished even without a trace from the earth, after obliterating the darrel. Marco told pablo to take the man's body to his pets, he innoculously told pablo to throw the bloody corpse into the pit where the lions were waiting for their rations.

It resembled a massive stone golem, towering over 30 meters high. "What the fuck am I supposed to do against that!" Yelled out Marcus the fear beginning to show on his face. The titan lift one leg and smashed down into a group of soldiers. The cries of his comrades could be heard in every direction. 'I checked, double checked! There was no enemy force anywhere in these woods besides the Army that was camped on the other side of the bridge.' A volley of fireballs and shards of ice were shot at the titan. Boom boom boom boom! All of the spells struck the titan's upper body. Although Marcus could not see the damage done the titan was no longer moving.

I saw one of Farro's men aiming the gun in Jairon's direction, as if he were waiting for him to notice the two dead bodies. "Come on!" I came out of hiding to push Jairon as soon as he noticed the bodies. "ARGH!" I bit my lip and groaned when I felt the bullet enter the side of my stomach. Despite that, I still managed to shoot the enemy. I shot the van constantly, because their plan was completely foiled they decided to retreat. "Quennie!" Jairon said, full of concern, as he moved to my side. I just shut my eyes while leaning on his chest as I put some pressure on my stomach to prevent the bleeding.

"And I don't need his permission to defend myself from you." Marco let out a harsh, humorless chuckle. "Let's see it then." Without another word, he closed the distance between us with terrifying speed. He didn't hold back his mass. He lunged forward, his massive hand shooting out to grab my weapon arm. I tried to pivot smoothly just as I had done with Alex, but Marco’s sheer physical strength was entirely different. Before I could completely shift my weight, his fingers locked around my forearm like a steel vice. With a brutal twist, he forced my wrist downward, sending my dagger clattering loudly against the rubber floor.

He just wanted to see if that man with Erika was part of the Valladolid family. Just the screams of Erika could be heard there. “Get out of here! Get the hell out of here! Zein, I don’t want to see you ever again! I hate you! Get out of here!” Marco had undoubtedly found the Valladolid family. Hate poisoned him, giving him a supernatural strength to be able to get in despite the two policemen who grabbed him, but Marco released himself from them successfully. In a fast movement Marco took Zein by behind and pushed him against the wall, letting him see the hatred he felt for all of his kind.